Welcome to Hyperion Records, an independent British classical label devoted to presenting high-quality recordings of music of all styles and from all periods from the twelfth century to the twenty-first.

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Rejoice, ye dead, where’er your spirits dwell, Rejoice that yet on earth your fame is bright, And that your names, remember’d day and night, Live on the lips of those who love you well. ’Tis ye that conquer’d have the powers of Hell Each with the special grace of your delight; Ye are the world’s creators, and by might Alone of Heavenly love ye did excel.

Now ye are starry names Behind the sun ye climb To light the glooms of Time With deathless flames.

Man born of desire Cometh out of the night, A wandering spark of fire, A lonely word of eternal thought Echoing in chance and forgot.

He seeth the sun, He calleth the stars by name, He saluteth the flowers. – Wonders of land and sea, The mountain towers Of ice and air He seeth and calleth them fair: Then he hideth his face: – Whence he came to pass away Where all is forgot, Unmade – lost for aye With the things that are not.

He striveth to know, To unravel the Mind That veileth in horror: He wills to adore. In wisdom he walketh And loveth his kind; His labouring breath Would keep evermore: Then he hideth his face …

He dreameth of beauty. He seeks to create Fairer and fairer To vanquish his Fate: No hindrance he – No curse will brook, He maketh a law No ill shall be: Then he hideth his face …